Reading another person’s experience or feelings about the death of a loved one can sometimes help us to understand our own feelings. Ellen Bell is one of those rare individuals who is able to express herself, and her feelings, in clear and eloquent terms. When Ellen and her family lost her mother, a lovely vivacious woman, Ellen was able to write about that experience. The Waiting Room is one of her writings, which many of us can appreciate and gain comfort from.
The Waiting Room by Ellen Bell
When it begins, you are ushered into the departure line and you keep moving forward. You know you’re in a place where millions have been before you and countless others will follow. But it is your time now. Your turn in The Waiting Room.
There are new people in the room to help you in this unfamiliar place. Hospice nurses, grief counselors, pastors and funeral directors. Until recently, they were strangers but now you share unthinkable intimacies with them. They are your lifeline because they have been here before. You have not.
You are separated from the world around you. Friends and neighbors are right outside the room. You can see the concern on their faces and hear their loving words of comfort, but there is an invisible barrier. You are in The Waiting Room and they are not.
The Waiting Room is a place of intense focus and effort. There are plans to be made, care to give, final words to say. There is very little time to rest. But every once and awhile, you marvel that the rest of the world is moving along as if nothing terrible is happening, as if no one understands that life will never be the same again.
But you are not alone. Your loved ones are there with you, sharing this time in The Waiting Room. Strangely enough, this place of crisis binds you together in new ways. You hold them up, you feel their kindness.
In fact, the common denominator in The Waiting Room is kindness. It is everywhere and it reveals itself in perfect places. Strangers offer just the right assistance, a friend says just the right word, and miracles abound just when you need them. You find that when you are most exhausted and broken, the exchange of kindness is the only thing that makes you feel human and alive. It’s the only thing you recognize in this strange, altered place.
Finally, when all the preparations have been made and death is at hand, you find that your time in The Waiting Room has been well spent. You have been fortified with the strength to watch death without fear. You witness the transition with eyes wide open, your heart bursting with gratitude for the blessing of a life now ending.
When you leave you are changed forever. You find that your time with death has altered your view of life. There is more gravity, more weight. You carry a wound that will never quite heal.
But you have survived. You know now that you can endure even the most unthinkable pain, and still are grateful for the loss. The Waiting Room teaches you that the death of a loved one is the strongest way to appreciate the gifts of life and to feel the powerful love that binds us together.





